The world is surrounded by blue lights. No other color of illumination exists anymore. The lamps are blue, the sun is blue, the stars are all blue. Or actually, is that true? Maybe within the blue lights, another color of light exists. Our protagonist has to find that other light, in his broken world, fractured to events. He lives from moment to moment. From memory to memory. Thought to thought. All while surrounded by the quiet, death-like blue lights.
she almost ran over a red traffic light when a hand caught her arm.
'hey are you colorblind?!'
he shouted.
she shrugged and replied,
'you know what? yes i am.'
a story about how your passion can feel like a curse.